Originally Posted by Goblin
I haven't been to a gym since acquiring a rack. I now have pretty much everything I could want for a home gym - power rack, bench, Olympic and standard weights, trap bar, imitation Airdyne bike, homemade kettlebell, wrist roller thingy, Captains of Crush grippers, hex dumbbells, medicine ball.
So yeah, I'll never again have to see 135-lb teenagers on their fourth chest-and-arm day of the week. Never again with the guy curling the bar in the squat rack. Never again with the lady doing 20 minutes on the treadmill before drinking a 600 calorie fruit drink. Never again with the guy who yells on 10-lb lateral raises. Never again with "I subsist only on whey protein so I fart like a nitro-burning funny car" guy. Never again with "bacne and sweat but no towel" guy.
I am alone with my own irritating eccentricities.
Pretty damning indictment of the gym-going crowd!
My gym experiences in the past several years have included the gym at university and the World Wrestling Entertainment (formerly WWF), where my brother used to work. People at the latter tend to be goddamned serious about their workouts, so it provided very little amusement.
My one big peeve at the gym is the people who mosey along on the exercise cycle or some such thing while casually reading a magazine (almost always women). If you don't sweat, it doesn't count.